The haunting echo, my hypnotic English voice, my leather gloved hands, tease his mind, and torment his swollen balls. I spit through the gaps of his cage and rub his throbbing, pulsating cock head. A marathon muscle manipulation keeps hobson right on the precipice, yet while he remains on the edge, my intense teasing, back and forth prevents him from tipping over. It’s extreme torment, sheer decadent erotica while his cock remains trapped, unable to succumb to the pleasure of an orbiting climax!